Space within the Mother World had an extremely powerful ability to heal itself.
Once space was torn apart, it usually repaired itself rapidly. Thus, the Space Cracks created by Other Shore Realm experts often lasted only an instant before vanishing without a trace.
But Kong's influence over space was far too great. Those shattered stretches of space remained exposed, forming one bizarre scene after another.
"You're nothing but a coward hiding your head and tail!" After several attacks failed to touch so much as a hair on the black-clothed man, Kong finally felt a flicker of anxiety.
Beings as powerful as Kong were practically omniscient. There were few secrets they could not fathom, so suddenly facing a situation with no apparent solution naturally left him ill at ease.
Hum!
Another wisp of azure light bloomed at Kong's forehead.
This time, Kong did not dodge. Blue light flashed in his eyes, and the space around his head changed. The instant that wisp of azure light entered his head, it refracted ninety degrees and pierced off in another direction.
Whoosh—
It shot straight toward Fuxi and Nuwa. Although Nuwa dodged extremely quickly, it still punched a bloody hole through her firm, snow-white leg.
Nuwa's expression did not change at all. She did not even furrow her brows. An injury like this was beneath her notice.
Fuxi, however, knitted his brows tightly.
Nuwa had been quietly soothing Fuxi all along, telling him not to get agitated and to watch how things unfolded.
But swallowing his anger and doing nothing was hardly Fuxi's way.
"While that black-clothed man is still here, let's join forces and kill Kong!" Fuxi transmitted to Nuwa.
Nuwa gently shook her head. "Even if we can kill Kong together, how will we deal with that black-clothed man from the Void